[i]Blackjack is seen aboard the bridge observation deck of The Razor's Edge, and appears to be talking over his radio to someone.[/i]
THEY DID WHAT?
They've got a hold of the Indy... How the hell they did that I don't know...
Why the hell wasn't Containment sent to pick it up?
Bombing runs had already alerted them. Only so big of a window for attack.
Anything we have here to combat it?
Sabot rounds cut them up quickly. The Tyrannosaurs should be capable of ripping an Indy up if they hunt together.
Good, good.
[i]A sigh[/i]
What about the rifts?
They can apparently track them.
How?
No idea. But the main base has jamming systems as do the ships. They can't get on the base itself, but they very well could make another rush for the perimeter.
Speaking of the perimeter, how goes reparation?
Fences are back up. The woods are tossed around like Lincoln Logs. We've got crews moving them to burning piles.
What of the ships?
They'll be out of commission for a while, but we do have two new fleets, fresh in.
Good. What of the mess they left on my land?
The raptors got most of the corpses.
I think it's time I make an appearance.
They'll just [i]love[/i] to have you around.
I'll be on the airfield soon enough. Be ready.
Of course, Mr. Schrader.
English
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*I see you, and teleport over* Who was that in Comms? And why the hell was he angry?
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[i]He turns to you[/i] Boss ain't happy...
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What about? Is it about me? And the unwanted attention I've drawn since my arrival.
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Not you. He's not too fond of the Monarchy right now...